Letter Three

Dear Luke,

A couple of weeks ago, I received an email the subject of which was "Letter From a Concerned Citizen." I have cut and pasted its contents below.

Dear [Mama],

This is to inform you that your son, Luke, changed the names of four of my desktop files, giving them new titles such as:

j……………..mmmmmmmmmmmmmuuuuuuuuukjhfggggggggggggggnnnnnn

and

j,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,m…


Thankfully, he did not, to my knowledge, actually DELETE any files—THIS time.

I would appreciate your kind and immediate attention to this increasing problem, or I shall be forced to take stronger action in the future.

Very truly yours,

[Your Mimi]

A Concerned Citizen


Son, you are wise and sneaky. Congratulations on your fine stealth skills.

Love,
Mama

Letter Two

Dear Luke,

Your bedtime prayers tonight went thusly:

Me: Dear Lord...
You: [Silence]
Me: Thank You for Daddy...
You: Thank You for Mama. Thank You for Grandma. Thank You for soup. Thank You for orange cheese. Thank You for olives. They're not too spicy. They're really good. They're for Lukie's.
Me: ...in Jesus' name...
You: They're really good olives.
Me: ...in Jesus' name...
You: ...Amen.

I love you so much, small boy. So much.

Love,
Mama

Letter One

Dear Luke,

You made it clear since before you were born that you were very much your own person. Two years and two months later, you've yet to go back on your silent promise. You are more present and self-possessed than most adults I know. All too often my heart aches for you, because I know how long it's going to be until you really can do all the things you want to do, and I know how hard it will be for you to have to wait. Your daddy and I were very much that same way as children. But you are smarter than each of us, I think.

With these letters I hope to capture a little bit, every few days or so, about what our daily life is like. You've changed it -- you've turned it completely on its ear -- in the best way possible.

Love,
Mama